"Of course not," he said in a 'don't be silly'-kind of voice. Instead he moved around to his neck, using a force shield to protect himself from the bite-y little spider. He let a dagger appear in his hand and then a moment later he started to cut through the man's skin to get to the gold dust.
"Now, I would like to apologise but some things are necessary." There was almost a gentleness in his voice. He did not expect the man to understand, he was not quite sure if he cared but he respected the man's spirit. The biting - he might have done the very same if roles were to be reversed.